The Storm
Disclaimer: I do not own Rosario Vampire or any part of its franchise. I would also like to thank lord of the land of fire for giving me permission to write this.
This is a sequel to The Unsealed Vampire story by lord of the land of fire and The Unsealed Vampire: Moka's Revenge by yours truly.
Yes, I know it hasn't been a full week yet but I got impatient. So here is my next chapter ahead of schedule. However, I feel I should warn you that my updating will slow down considerably in the near future. As promised, my low point will be one chapter per week.
Now that I am done wasting your time with author's notes, let us move on to the main attraction.
Enjoy
The next morning, the day her relatives were supposed to show up at Yokai Academy, Moka Akashiya, both of them, was at Defcon 1. This wasn't going to end well and Inner Moka knew it, her Outer self may prepare as best she could but there would be no avoiding the meeting between a semi-sane Tsukune and the Shuzen clan. Her mother approved, at least there was that. However, since Kokoa was also at school, that meant Gyokuro would be here as well. The same person that has sworn to get his head on a platter. Father would also be present, he had been insulted by Tsukune's underhanded trickery, he didn't usually forgive something like that. As for her sisters, Tsukune would be lucky if he didn't end up drained in some back alley somewhere in downtown Jakarta. Don't laugh, it already happened multiple times before.
Yes, this was not going to end well. At least she'll be there right next to him to help him along. And odds were, he wasn't going to be executed in front of all the other students, it would be bad for the school's reputation to see one of its own so savagely killed in public like that. Yeah, the Dark Lords wouldn't let Tsukune die after all they have planned for him, or so Moka hoped. The truth was, she still wasn't sure how he would fit into the whole scheme of things, those Dark Lords always were secretive when it came to pet projects. Sure, she... ahem... talked with her mother but she was sure she missed a few details. In her defense, she didn't really try and figure it out, all that mattered was understanding exactly what Tsukune was going through.
She got out of bed made sure she was presentable after a long herbal shower, if there was ever a time where looking good was essential, it was now. Making a good impression was vital to Tsukune's survival. With any luck, maybe they would be willing to overlook their first meeting and not tear him apart just yet.
As she made her way out the door, she could only pray Tsukune was going to take special care of his appearance today. Maybe she should go check on him. Yes, that was a good idea, she would go make sure he was properly groomed and give him a few pointers before they headed out.
She was so absorbed in her thoughts, she hardly noticed that no one was up yet when she made her way to the other dorms. It was dawn and no a single soul could be seen apart from Moka's form gliding effortlessly through the grounds. Her demeanor did show she had a natural predatory affinity for nighttime hunting, she was a vampire after all. She didn't make a sound, going from hall to hall with feline like grace, searching for his room. She knew it had been a mistake to let them move him away from her, not having him next door was uncomfortable when she knew he was so close by. Perhaps she could have that decision overturned later? No, now wasn't the time to dream of what could be, she had to pay attention, lest she miss his room and search around desperately trying to find him. She also wanted to make sure she got to his room before any other males came out of their dorms, some of them could really be perverted and she didn't want to give them any false hopes, especially after the crushing blow she had delivered them.
Finally, she arrived at her destination. After smoothing out her school uniform, she rapidly knocked on his door a few times. She tried again after a few seconds without any answer, this time, she made sure to be a lot more forceful in her knocking, spacing out each hit. After making it clear she wasn't going to budge before he answered, her hyper-sensitive hearing picked a few groans followed by the shuffling of footsteps that came ever closer to the door. Tsukune opened his door wide while covering his mouth in an attempt to suppress a yawn.
"Do you know what time it-Oh, Moka. What are you doing here this early?" He was trying his hardest not to yawn again. Moka just stood there and examined him with a critical look, she had her work cut out for her.
Tsukune was feeling very uneasy about his lover's intrusive examination. He tried to break the silence by asking the first thing that came to his mind. "Do you want to come in?" His uneasiness had spread to his tone which made him sound very unsure of himself.
Her response was to thrust out her chest and point at her rosario. It was all too clear what she wanted him to do but she elaborated nonetheless, she knew how hard it could be to process information when you were half asleep. "Take off my rosario." Her tone was very unlike her Outer form. It was closer to being a demand rather than a request, only her Inner persona had ever demonstrated such forcefulness, this had to be important.
Understanding this wasn't up for debate, he took a hold of the rosario and tugged on it, freeing it from it's chains in the process. The surge of power that followed submerged the entirety of the dorms in an oppressively strong aura. If they were asleep right now, they were sure to have some scary nightmares. It wasn't everyday you got to bask in the aura of a vampire, add to that she wasn't your average vampire and you can understand why just showing herself made other monsters want to get as far away from her as possible. Or they could take the stupid route like Gin did and try to persuade her to be their mate, it never ended well for them.
The red eyes darted straight towards Tsukune, eliciting a big gulp on his part. Her lips contorted into her usual smirk and her voice was just as commanding as he remembered it. "Hello lover, long time no see." As if to put emphasis on what she had just said, she made a show of licking her lips before walking into his room, it seemed she was going to take him up on his invitation into his room. She quickly glanced around at the accommodations her most favorite person was currently making use of. If they hadn't moved him, he would have more space. No matter, there would always be time to fix that later, once they averted the oncoming disaster.
Her grin disappeared as she turned back to Tsukune who had just closed his door, her face had become unreadable. After brushing back a rogue strand of silver hair dancing in front of her face with her hand, she motioned to Tsukune to come forward. Tsukune's curiosity was peaked when she pointed at the bathroom and told him to get undressed. Not that he didn't like where this was going, it was just so very out of character to go about it this way. The misinterpretation in communication was rapidly rectified when she continued speaking moments later.
"Tsukune." She spoke with finality, now wasn't the time to back down from what she had to do, she couldn't backtrack this. She continued on after letting a little sigh slip."You will be meeting my family today, so it is imperative that your appearance be flawless. To avoid any unfortunate situations, I'm here to make sure it is."
To be honest, Tsukune had had a fleeting suspicion that her would be kind of uptight, seeing as how they were vampires and all. However, from the sense of urgency he picked up in Moka's voice and demeanor, he gathered that they was a good chance proper etiquette would either save or doom him. So he striped down to his underwear and headed to his bathroom to take a long and thorough bath under the intensive gaze of his former master turned lover. She had noticed he obtained a number of scars on his body since she last saw him which was only natural, seeing as to how he was leading a terrorist organization and all that. She recognized a decent sized scar where he had been impaled by an ice projectile, boy did she remember that time. But that wasn't the largest one, that honor was reserved to a large X shape scar that covered a good part of his torso, she would have to ask him about that one. Apart from that, the occasional scar would cover his flesh, in all honesty, it made him look like a veteran fighter and proud warrior. To top it all off, his body had gained significantly more muscle mass. It was too much, and it was by no means minimal, it was perfectly adapted to his physique and suited him nicely. In essence, his body was the perfect turn on for her vampire nature. Some make vampires could only dream of having such a perfect combination between youthful strength and apparent experience. It spoke volumes of what he had endured, though, and she kicked herself mentally for not having been there for him in the last few months. Sure, there wasn't anything she could have done to spare him the pain but still, the guilt was there.
Her mind kept going in a loop over all the extra things she could have done to help him had she just known a bit earlier. Alas, what was done was done, the past could not be changed. Best she could do now would be to limit his pain from now on, she wasn't about to let him go again, that was a given.
She snapped out of mental loop just as he got out of the bathroom she had been patiently waiting in front of, he was completely clean and everything was as it should be, save one detail. She tried to comb his hair, she really tried, but it was stubborn and refused to yield and bend to her will. His unruly hair was exactly the same as when he had gotten here and there would be no changing it, ever. After an hour of struggling with the comb in hand, she gave up. This wasn't possible, even his hair was able to defeat her pride. It was too ridiculous for words, she had been defeated by hair. Ouch.
Putting aside her first true defeat in a long while into the confines of her mind, she went back to the task at hand. He looked presentable enough like that, there should be no problem on that end despite the hair. And would you look at the time, the sun had gone up a long time ago and it was time for them to head to school, it seemed she had been a bit overzealous about his appearance. She corrected herself, she had taken the appropriate steps, there was no such thing as overzealous when it came to preparing for her clan.
She told him to go get dressed and pick up his bag, they would be leaving soon. While he complied with his given task, she took care to find her discarded rosario and reattach it to her choker. She was confident in what she had done and decided it was time for her pink haired persona to take over things. Besides, they couldn't let the rest of the family think she was breaking the rules, that alone would be grounds enough to judge Tsukune as being a bad influence on her. I'll leave it to your imagination to guess what would happen to Tsukune in such a scenario, suffice to say being drained of blood and left in Jakarta doesn't sound nearly as bad anymore.
You might recall the male student populace's response to Tsukune and Moka kissing in public, that was nothing compared to the screaming and wailing that was heard when Moka made her way out of his room for all male students to see. She had spent the night with Aono? No... No... No! The mood wasn't exactly jovial after that, most sunk into despair just as they went to meet their parents and siblings present for the special occasion. Of course, our favorite ghoulish protagonist was completely oblivious to the atmosphere as he made his way towards the main school building along with his most favorite pink haired bloodsucker. Then again, there was little chance there would be more than one, or two, vampires interested in him so it was kind of easy to have a favorite in those conditions.
Yes, Tsukune Aono was indeed extremely oblivious to his situation. You could consider him to be extremely dense but it would be more probable that he just chooses to ignore reality or at least not pay attention to it, he wouldn't have survived this long and gone nearly this far if he truly was incapable of realizing when he was the center of a shift in attitude. Regardless, he kept on walking to his final destination. Everything should be fine, there was no need for him to worry. Really, what could go wrong, right?
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Kokoa hasn't slept at all last night. She had stayed up trying to think of a way to keep Tsukune from meeting her mother and thus meet his doom. What could she do? If mother so much as suspected he was here, there was nothing she could do to prevent the resulting bloodshed. Perhaps father wouldn't be so inclined as to let her gut him in public, that could stain the clan's image. There always was Akasha, maybe she could intervene in his favor. Odds were her she wasn't going to let a human get killed right in front of her. It was a plan, not a great one but it was one nonetheless.
She did not like this at all, but short of kidnapping him and keeping him in chains during the duration of the day, there was nothing she could do for him. Hold on, maybe chains weren't such a bad... No, no, she couldn't think like that, she still had a reputation to uphold. She still had her stubborn pride. Alas, when it came to Tsukune, she could feel her pride losing grip and that scared her more than anything else. Why couldn't it have been another vampire? If it was, they would have battled just as tradition dictated and the victor would have decided of the fate of their relationship. Since he was so weak compared to her, she knew she would win. Then, the decision would fall squarely on her shoulders and she would be unable to hide behind her pride as a vampire. Either she would break her own heart and refuse it, which she doubted she would do. Or she she would take him as her mate and she would be disowned by her family, her clan would no longer recognize her, her pride would forfeited and her children would be dhampires. In either case, she would lose something valuable, be it family or Tsukune. Her pride should have factored into her decision as well but, as I previously mentioned, it was losing grip and her heart was taking over.
What could she do now? The only thing she had left was to postpone the inevitable. If he were to die, she could mourn him in secret and be done with it. A callous attitude, undoubtedly, but she was at an impasse. She would mourn him at some point anyways, there was no going around that fundamental difference. She was immortal, he wasn't. Thanks to the vampire blood, he might live for a century and a half, maybe two at the most but no more than that, he was doomed to die at some point. But even with that knowledge, she wanted to be with him. What was it about him? Why couldn't he just be a vampire? Her pride would remain intact, not that she cared a lot about it right now, her family would be able to sanction her love and her offspring wouldn't be doomed to living as overpowered monstrels that were also doomed to mortality. But she could never let him die if it was up to her, she knew that too. So what was she supposed to do?
Those questions plagued her all throughout the night and the morning. She looked out of her window once to check in on him, She was surprised to say the least when she saw her unsealed sister standing with her hands on her hips expectantly. That was good news, that meant Moka wasn't unaware of how dire the situation was. Then again, if she had underestimated the situation, that would have meant she had gone soft beyond her worst nightmares.
She had faith in her big sister and would go along with whatever she had planned. If her Inner persona had been freed, that was the only explanation as to why she would be... What? She was free? But.. But... How? No one apart from either Akasha or father could do that. What was up with Tsukune? How... Ugh. She figured she should just stop asking how and just along with it, that philosophy would unquestionably spare her a lot of migraines in the future.
So she did just that, she grabbed her bags and headed out the door. She would find out soon enough, she just hoped it wouldn't end up with her watching Tsukune getting impaled on a spear. That last thought reminded her she hadn't eaten breakfast this morning. Maybe Tsukune would be willing to donate a little blood? Her stomach grumbled at the thought. She had been able to control herself yesterday, but all bets were off for today.
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The vampire and former human duo walked ever closer to the school building. Pink haired Moka was doing her best to resist her urge to stress eat right now, he would need every bit of his blood for what was to come. Coincidentally, Tsukune was doing the exact same thing, her blood had awaken a new craving within his core. He tried his best to quench it by drinking gallons of water but it seemed it didn't work. He would have to start stockpiling up cans of tomato juice now, he just knew it. What he wouldn't give just for a little drop, he was starving. Yet, if he allowed himself to indulge in his desires, he just knew Moka's family would find out. Now, he wasn't a specialist on vampire culture and tradition, but he was pretty sure using their daughter as a food source might not be the best way to hit things off with momma and poppa vampire. In fact, he had an inkling he wouldn't make it to see the sun set if he tried. Seemed his survival instincts were doing fine.
In the distance, two figures dressed in very elegant clothing appeared. He couldn't quite distinguish their features but it looked like one was a woman, the other was a man. He had a hunch that was Moka's parents in the distance. He really didn't have to try that hard to guess, the fact that Moka was crushing the bones in his arm with her iron like grip was a good indicator. That and the immense aura that radiated from the two, other monsters were careful to stay at least 20 feet away. Some students and parents went so far as to go off the path and walk within the woods despite the danger. He was supposed to meet them? Maybe Inner Moka wasn't overreacting this morning, he certainly was glad she showed up to whip him into shape for the meeting. Believe it or not, he didn't quite fancy being forced to eat his own entrails because he didn't meet their expectations. His blood covered entrails... OH COME ON! Seriously? He would have to get a can of tomato juice, asap. Daydreaming about how his own organs taste appeared to be his limit, who would've guessed?
As the two came closer, he had to do a double take. Moka didn't just resemble that woman, they looked downright identical. Sure, the mysterious woman was a slight bit older, she looked to be late twenties or early thirties, but how the hell did that happen? Was this some sort of vampire thing Moka never mentioned or what? Whatever it was, it was damn freaky.
Said woman was dressed in a Victorian era dress complete with her hair being held up behind her head., the predominate color of her dress being a deep shade of purple. As for the man, a black suit with golden buttons and an equally dark coat constituted his wardrobe. This wasn't helping his confidence one bit, their clothes looked so expensive he was pretty sure he could work his entire life and never be able to afford a single article of clothing they were wearing... and that included the man's shoes.
When the two finally noticed their daughter walking with the brown haired boy, they both glanced at each other before turning their gaze back to the teenagers. Moka's mother had a very warm smile on her face that almost melted away all of Tsukune's worries. Her father looked at the two expectantly, his face was the epitome of neutrality, it betrayed no emotion yet it somehow made you want to shrink away into nothingness. Geez, he could tell where Inner Moka got it from.
He could feel Moka release her iron clad grip on his arm, it seemed everything was going well so far. As if to confirm his sneaking suspicions, Moka's mother waved her hands out and yelled out to the two that they were here. The pitch of her voice, her mannerisms, even the twinkle in her eye when she had that warm and charming smile. No two people could be so alike, it was unnatural, it was wrong, it was... Oh forget it, when were things ever normal around here? If this was as bad as it got today, he would consider this to have been a resounding success.
They continued to walk until they were face to face with the older couple Moka wasted no time in introducing her parents. She first presented her mother who extended out a hand to shake, very friendly and there was no hint that she was going to have him for dinner, not bad for a start. Her cordial attitude and friendly demeanor mixed with her calming aura made Tsukune feel quite at ease, it was a nice change of pace from the usual vibe he got off of people lately with the exception of Kokoa and Moka. He shook her hand with a smile before Moka moved on to her father. His red eyes pierced Tsukune to his core and made him feel like he was staring into his very soul, he was way too much like his daughter. After Moka introduced him, he looked over to his wife who shook her head with the same charming smile she beard for Tsukune. He then turned his attention back to the young man in front of him and smiled, his smile was charming, sure, however it had the same trace of the victorious smirk Moka always had. He was her father, no mistaking about that.
He extended his hand out to shake, even the white glove seemed to be out of Tsukune's price range. As Tsukune shook it, he could hear Moka's father speak. One thing came to mind when he heard his voice, he sounded... honorable. There was no other way to put it, it just sounded like it. "Mr Aono, we finally meet. I've heard a lot about you." Despite his standing as a vampire, and a very important one at that, he seemed to treat Tsukune with a small bit of respect. His mind was screaming at him to not blow this moment.
With an equally respectful tone, Tsukune answered as cordially as humanly possible. "All good I hope, sir." His answer seemed to please the vampire who nodded his head in an almost unnoticeable manner, Tsukune couldn't tell whether or not his nod was an answer to his question or if it was due to how he had addressed him properly. Whichever the reason, it was good enough for Tsukune who was now wondering why Moka looked so surprised with her father's reaction. Was he usually that brutal or had he done something in a past life to piss off Moka's father he couldn't remember? Why did he even think up things like that?
Something else was bothering him. Somehow, he had the feeling he had met Moka's mother before, he couldn't recall when or where but he had that feeling in his gut. Lucky for him, she saved him the trouble of asking. It seemed his rather reserved demeanor towards her made Akasha feel a little saddened. They had met before so why was he acting so distant like he was meeting a complete stranger? Okay, so they didn't speak when they were at the infirmary, mostly because Tsukune would have been incapable of holding a civilized conversation at that point, that didn't mean he had to be so distant the second time around. He was a little more comfortable than when he first saw her in the distance, that was agreed, but he still held back. Could it be he did not remember meeting her? That was possible given the shock he suffered from at the time.
"You don't have to be so formal with me." Her charming words had caught everyone's attention. Issa realized full well that she was feeling uncomfortable, she always was very sensitive to that sort of stuff. "After all, we've already met at the school infirmary and any friend of Moka's is a friend of mine." Moka was radiating joy, her mother had just announced that Tsukune was a friend and that harming him would not be tolerated. Such a promise could not be broken.
As for Tsukune, the implications of having Akasha Bloodriver calling you a friend went completely over his head. He therefore decided it would be best if he were to be honest with her. So in typical Tsukune fashion, he rubbed the back of his neck with an embarrassed smile and responded. "Sorry, my mind is a little fuzzy. Can't really remember what happened back at the infirmary." So his mind had already blocked off some of the more traumatizing events he had gone through, she shouldn't have been surprised yet she felt better now knowing his cold behavior was accidental.
Issa conveniently remained silent during the exchange, Akasha always had been soft. He would be lying if he didn't say that was one of the things that he found made her so special, it would only be natural for such a gentle, yet terrifyingly powerful, vampire to want coexistence. He glanced over at the school building before turning back to his wife. "Perhaps we should head over to the building now."
Akasha nodded in agreement while muttering the word yes before the four began walking to the main school building. Issa and Akasha walked in front while Tsukune and Moka followed them. Moka seemed to be in better spirits now that that meeting was out of the way. He briefly wondered about Kokoa before voicing his opinion to Moka. "Shouldn't we be waiting for Kokoa?"
Akasha turned her head slightly towards the brown haired youth and replied as they made their way inside the Academy. "Don't worry, her mother will pick her up." Her mother? But wasn't her mother just walking in front of him and being cordial? He tried to make sense of it but just couldn't, what was he missing?
Moka, guessing the inner turmoil caused by her mother's response, decided to put the restlessness of her lover's mind to rest. "Kokoa and I are half-sisters." She stated simply.
Half-sisters? So that meant they had the same father but not the same mother? Hold on, was this polygamy? Polygamy wasn't legal in Japan, he was pretty sure it was illegal in most of the world. Did monsters not obey the law? How could they possibly hope to coexist if the refused to follow the same ethical code, that was the basis on which all societies were created.
Sensing that the turmoil within the boy hadn't been quelled, Issa Shuzen decided he should perhaps enlighten the boy a bit. Without even bothering to slow down his pace, he continued his daughter's explanation. "Polygamy is a founding pillar in the rights of all vampires, it ensures that the strength of a clan would grow according to its standing within our society. Also, we live for eternity, you can imagine our morality isn't as restrictive as it is for some other species. Or you humans for that matter."
Tsukune froze up in fear of what Moka's father had just told him. How did he find out? Did he slip up? More importantly, why wasn't he getting his throat ripped out? No one seemed surprised by what had just been said. Moka just kept on walking like her mother, both looked to be in good spirits too. Was he the only one freaking out about being discovered or what? His attention was caught by a low chuckle that escaped Moka's father who then continued speaking. "Did you truly believe I wouldn't be able to find out my daughter was befriending a human? I have no quarrel with your kind, you have no more to fear from me than my wife." In order to confirm that fact, Akasha turned around again and let out a large reassuring smile directed at Tsukune.
Good thing all the surrounding monsters were afraid of getting near them or one of them might have overheard what had been said. However, if vampires weren't going to kill him, he doubted anyone else would try. He was careful not to test out his theory as they made their way to the homeroom, both Moka and Tsukune took up their respective seats whereas the parents went to the back of the class. More accurately, Issa and Akasha stood at the center while all the other parents massed to the sides of the class, it was easy to tell that no one wanted to get too close and risk angering the vampire couple. Even Miss Nekonome was fearful of the two vampires in the back and would occasionally glance back at the parents during her class to make sure nothing she said displeased them.
Apart from the obvious aura of fear, everything went fine. Pretty soon after that, class was dismissed and all the parents and students hurried to get out of the way of the two S-class monsters. Said monsters were taking their time leaving the classroom, conversing with their daughter until she turned her attention to her lover who was about to walk out the door and ask him if they could eat lunch together. What could the boy answer but yes? He still wasn't extremely comfortable near her parents but he couldn't refuse accompanying Moka, no matter how perilous it might seem.
The four of them made their way to the school cafeteria and chose to sit down at a table meant for eight people. Three seats on each side with two seats at the ends of the table made up said table. Since Moka and Kokoa were the center of attention for this lunch, they would be placed at both ends of the table, Akasha was sitting to her daughter's right side with Issa next to her. As much as Tsukune would have liked to be seated next to Moka, he was told to sit down in front of the patriarch of the family and wasn't about to disobey. Hence, that left two open spaces for Moka's sisters to sit next to Tsukune, he was hoping that they would be as pleasant as Kokoa and Moka were.
A few minutes passed and Moka was starting to look antsy, she was wondering were her sister was. Akasha, ever the vigilant mother, noticed her daughter's behavior and tried to quell her worries. "Don't worry, Moka. I'm sure Gyokuro won't be long now." At that, Tsukune let out a small chuckle inside his mind. That was funny, he knew another vampire by the name of Gyokuro, one who would love to have his heart on a platter. He guessed it was a rather common name among Japanese vampires, because let's face it, there was no way in hell that could be the same person. Yeah, Gyokuro Shuzen here at Yokai Academy, that was good for a few laughs.
He sensed four powerful vampires approaching the table, no doubt Kokoa and the rest of the family. He turned his face to get a better look at the new comers and was shocked beyond measure and what he saw: Kahlua Shuzen, the deadliest assassin for Fairy Tale to date, was walking alongside Akua Shuzen, the infamous Black Devil, with Gyokuro Shuzen, the ex-leader of Fairy Tale, behind them, walking next to Kokoa.
When the three vampires noticed Tsukune Aono was sitting at their table, you can imagine what the reactions were. Kahlua let slip an audible gasp before covering her mouth in shock, this was the best surprise she had ever had. Akua was able to control herself and simply let a little predatory smile cross her lips, she knew he would pop up sooner or later and this only made her decision to visit Moka and Kokoa all the more justified. Gyokuro was silently fuming though she was able to conceal her burning anger behind a charming, yet chilling, smile. Kokoa was just looking at each of family relatives, silently praying they wouldn't kill him.
Tsukune wasn't all that subtle about his emotions regarding the Shuzens, he grabbed his knife as a precaution and stood extremely still, his expression had become one of determination. He was getting ready for when this situation would inevitably backfire, he knew he wouldn't live long but maybe he could down swinging at least.
Issa quietly stood there with the faintest of smiles, he was enjoying this scene immensely. He promised he wouldn't harm the boy but seeing him prepare himself for battle did demonstrate he would not run away from battle, an admirable trait that made him glad he allowed Akasha to persuade him to not kill him for his offense. Akasha was the one who intervened in an attempt to defuse the situation. She waved over at Gyokuro and invited her to sit down next to Issa, Kokoa would be sitting at the other end which meant Tsukune was sitting between Akua and Kahlua. Extremely poor planning, wouldn't you say?